I already have one Sheepbiter here, said Eragon, and laid a hand on Saphira. Why would I need another?Angela broke out into a wide smile. So you’re not entirely devoid of wit after all! There just mig...
Here, bite down on this, he said in a low voice. It will keep you from hurting yourself. Grateful, Roran opened his mouth and allowed Jörmundur to fit the dowel between his teeth. The tanned leather t...
He looks more like an elf than he does his own flesh and blood. I wouldn’t count on his loyalty any more than the Urgals’.The third man spoke up again: Have you noticed, he’s always freshly shaven, no...
He bent and plucked a tooth, a molar, from the dirt.
Hay muchas penurias en el mundo, y una de lasmayores es no ser capaz de ayudar a los que sufren.
HERE LIES BROMWho was a Dragon RiderAnd like a father To me.May his name live on in glory.
HERE LIES BROMWho wasA Rider bonded to the dragon SaphiraSon of Holcomb and NeldaBeloved of SelenaFather of Eragon ShadeslayerFounder of the VardenAnd Bane of the Forsworn.May his name live on in glor...
Go slowly, so that you do not bite your tail by accident.
From now on you're going to have to think. There's a reason why we're born with brains in our heads, not rocks.
Farming is backbreaking work, but at least it is honest labor. This killing isn’t honest. It is thievery… the thievery of men’s lives, and no right-minded person should aspire to it.
Estar ávido en los gatos, nunca sabes cuando encontrarás la respuesta en ellos.
Eragon looked over at Arya. He suddenly felt awkward, unable to think of anything but the most obvious things to say. The beauty of her eyes still captivated him; the effect she had on him never seeme...
Engaged in a fiery dance, their bodies were linked and seperated by the flashing blades. At times they nearly touched, taut skin only a hair's breadth away, but then momentum would whirl them apart, a...
Do not dwell on what once was, but rather look forward and ponder how you can make the future brighter
At that instant, Eragon's back ruptured in an explosion of agony so intense he experienced it with all five senses: as a deafening waterfall of sound; a metallic taste that coated his tongue; an acrid...
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You named your sword Fire? Fire? What kind of a boring name is that? You might as well name your sword 'Blazing Blade' and be done with it. Fire indeed. Humph. Wouldn't you rather have a sword called...
Wise? No, I simply learned to think.
Whether fate and destiny really exist, the only thing I can do is enjoy the present and live as honorably as possible.
What are those? he asked.